Redtail Rise howl

As an avid menace to local critters, he’s had a wealth of failed chases; this was a drop in the bucket. He had no qualms with letting the frog go—for now, that is.

He shook the dust from his fur and embraced the gesture by New Snow. Sorely, Sunrise recovers from the fall and noses him apologetically. Reaching down, he sniffs at her leg. 

He offers a sympathetic whine. It’s okay. We’ll get him another day.

Then, an idea crosses his mind. The boy briefly disappears into the brush before returning with a well sized stick. He saunters back and drops it at Sunrise’s feet, tail swaying. A gift, a distraction.